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Lull before the storm…

One evening, a close friend
called me to inform that her husband had died of heart attack. Too shocked, I
didn’t know how to react. A couple of days ago I was talking to the couple and
everything seemed fine. A healthy man in early 30s, how can he die? I rushed to
her place. She was inconsolable. While it took her almost a month to come to
terms, she was getting worried about her and her little son’s future. It was so
unforeseen that she was too unprepared to handle the situation. What made me
think was a sentence she kept repeating: ‘All was well till he had a heart
attack….’.

Is everything really well till a
bolt from the blue strikes? Do catastrophes come unheralded? Do certain
difficulties give us signals before they actually arrive? Here the man had died
of heart attack. When I asked her about his lifestyle, I understood that the
trouble was somewhat invited. When the reality finally sunk in, she too agreed
that there had been indications. Excessive stress at workplace, erratic eating
habits, overeating junk food, lack of exercise, obsession to mobile and
laptop…the list appeared endless. What was disturbing to know that the man had
ignored warnings and ultimately paid a heavy price with his life! I never
voiced my opinions till she herself expressed her anguish. She once said he was
being reckless in ignoring his health.

His attitude towards health and
what happened to his family is not the point here. All we can say is
difficulties do give signals before they strike. It’s up to us to mind those
indications and make amends. A heart attack doesn’t come in a moment but it
arrives over a time. In a way, we may be preparing ground for it. When we say
all is well till the difficulty strikes, it’s not well indeed. An untroubled
life may be just a mirage. In fact, pushing indications under the wraps and
living in a fool’s paradise can extend an open invitation to a hassle.

There is hardly any point talking
about the trouble after it comes. More important is to face the situation
bravely. Going back to my friend, what’s crucial for her is how she faces the
situation and plans her life. Above all, when she is suffering for no fault of
hers. She is a fitness freak, by the way.

At times, we may have to suffer
for no fault. It’s like being a good player in a bad cricket team. The
individual may score well or grab wickets but that performance has little value
when the team loses. There’s not much s/he can do about non-performance of
others.

Life is a team game. Such a
situation may confront us as well. Despite playing well, we may lose because
someone else threw his wicket away. Still we can stand tall, as we have done
our bit.

We cannot control others but on
our part, we can make sure that we don’t burn too many bridges. As far as
possible, we can avoid irreversible mistakes.

Let us not hoist our sails when
wind is unfair. Even when we reach a harbour, we can’t leave our ship afloat.
We need to anchor it. Some time or the other, we can find the wind favourable
for a smooth sail. Wind and waves, we can never control but let’s not have that
feeling of not giving our 100 per cent. After all, winds and waves are always
in favour of ablest navigators…

-KanChan

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